Perhaps women are innately jealous, no matter which circle they belong to.
"I detest you at the sight of that bewitching face of yours, I truly wish to destroy it."
"Then you'd better act quickly," Heather, though under control, showed no sign of fear and even smiled, "because once I regain my strength, you won't stand a chance against me—cough..."
Her defiance angered River Sparrow, who increased the strength in her hands.
The Guard nearby didn't know what to do.
River Sparrow was not to be trifled with, and neither was Heather. To help or not to help became a perplexing issue.
